”Ed raised the hand holding the cigarette and saluted us, like a soldier might. He didn’t say anything. I found out later Ed was the guard, to kee... people who weren’t supposed to be there from just wandering into the building. Like drug dealers and prostitutes.I had not known drug dealers (or drugs, for that matter) even existed, and the idea of women getting paid to fornicate just blew my mind. I learned a lot over the next week, as I found out what life outside the walls of a convent is like.. .." Pete offered quietly."Could you talk to Maggie?" I'll try; but she's so sensitive about her cousin that if I try and push it she'll just close ranks. What about Sarah? Do you think she should be warned?"Sam's laugh had an edge to it. "After what she's just been through ... would you?"Pete shook his head sympathetically. "I guess not." So all we can do is to wait and hope he gets over it?" Sam sighed."Pretty much," Pete agreed.They were still sitting there when Maggie came wandering in. She invited her man, Chuck, to ride with her, and said the other one, Van,could follow in his car with me as his passenger. He eyed me hungrily andwas happy to agree. Soon we were on our way, Van driving with one hand onthe wheel and the other on my bare thigh. In spite of myself I keptstroking his arm and telling him how good looking he was. Damn my wife'smagical talents. At the house we headed inside and Shirl made more drinks.She told them there were two bedrooms but said it might be. He began to tweak and rub her nipples while his tongue now ventured deeper. He parted her lips with his tongue, slipping past them as they quivered on the edge of orgasm. She tasted wonderful, as he probed deeper, then he brought his tongue back out and focused once more on her clit. He repeated this five or six times, until he knew she was about to explode with rapture. Continuing his assault, he brought one of his hands down, and slipped it under her thigh, sending it on a new quest. It slid.